Being a working mother means that you are always disappointing somebody.

I've played a heroin addict and a speed freak and dark characters throughout my career.

I don't think we realise just how fast we go until you stop for a minute and realise just how loud and how hectic your life is, and how easily distracted you can get.

I have a very good life, so I have nothing to complain about. Sometimes, I just have existential angst.

What brings people down is the same thing over and over.

When I wear high heels I have a great vocabulary and I speak in paragraphs. I'm more eloquent. I plan to wear them more often.

Maybe that whole love thing is just a grown-up version of Santa Claus; just a myth we've been fed since childhood. So, we keep buying magazines, joining clubs, and doing therapy and watching movies with hit pop songs played over love montages all in a pathetic attempt to explain why our love Santa keeps getting caught in the chimney.